I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn.

What if Death fell in love with Life and they had a daughter…?

Life or Death
The old man’s body arched, his eyes flying open, a moan escaping his lips while the heart rate monitor speeded before settling into a strong, healthy rhythm. I jerked my hand back, weight in my chest as the mist dissipated and left me to stare at the body in the bed.
While Nero’s hand grasped my arm and pulled me forcefully away, I knew the truth. The old man’s eyes fluttered, opened. And he smiled at me. Alive. Healthy. Full of Life when his fate was Death.
No. Not again.

Her unique parentage ensures Eve isn't like her angel siblings. She brings Death at the beginning of Life and Life to those meant to die. Her continuing failures create constant disaster for her parents and the mortals she tries so hard to serve. But when Eve accidentally interferes with the Loom of Creation, she sets off a chain of events that leads her to finally understand who she really is.

Eternal Daughter

That instant of oh crap was gone when I blinked, finding myself standing in the corridor outside the door to Rome, that black spark still hovering before me, making no move to join me or find a host, just hovering and waiting like something still had to happen.


And I wasn't alone with that spark, Cadence at my side, gaping as I did, the complement of Roman gods and goddesses, Juno among them, huddled in a terrified mass nearby, staring at the place where the door to their home realm used to be.


Now a maw of a black hole slowly sealing itself while the Crosspath healed the gash in its stone walls until it was smooth and clear again.


Rome was no more, Jupiter dead thanks to his own stupidity and the spark of Chaos I'd sought?


Chapter 177: Zeus's Offer